As i came to sleep, i was surprised by some unexpected visitors. The tiny little raindrops. Knocking repeatedly on my window in rhythms as if asking to come in to drench me in the long forgotten kind of wet rinsing away all these scars of years.
As i slid open the window, i was met by the gusty winds. Bringing together with them, the petrichor as gift knot tightly with the blowing air and slowly sweeping through my existence.
The sky thundered with the loud boom as if asking me out for this heavenly capture with her lightening camera.
The leaves on the trees rattled in unison as the soothing lullaby pushing me in deep sleep.
So i close my eyes, relaxed, as i know that this night won't be Lonely afterall.